Rust & Feathers

I try not to buy clothes in bulk, but sometimes I’ll break my own rules like the rebel I am. Camisoles and tanks are like Lay’s chips; I can never buy just one. I bought about five of these lace-paneled tanks at Smart Set’s last end-of-season sale, and just a few weeks ago bought three studded tanks from them too. I need to stop buying camisoles, guys. It’s becoming a problem.

On the other hand, I’ve had this black boyfriend cardigan forever and ever. It’s so gross and pilly that it really needs to be thrown away at this point, but I can’t bring myself to get rid of it. I use it so often and its my only plain black cardigan. I should replace it, but I’m deathly afraid I won’t find anything like it again, which is of course silly.